Sunday, May 10, 2009

While at a dance party in support of a wicked cool new moms blog, Mr Earth snapped the following photo:

Now, when he's a teenager and he does something that exasperates me, I can't use the time-honoured maternal guilt trip: "The hospital must have sent me home with the wrong baby, because you are not behaving like any son of mine...!"

Oh well. Apple --> meet tree.

I guess the real question here is: does he look like an aging mom, or do I look like a cute little boy?

MQ looks so much like her daddy it's ridiculous. i figure the only way she isn't mine is if someone else at the hospital was giving birth to a The Big Guy's baby the same day. and since we moved while I was pregnant, the chances of that are pretty slim (I mean, they are nonexistent regardless, but you get the idea...)